Her breasts were pushing right into me. “If only someone were to walk in right this minute.” Aunt May laughed. That was the moment I feared, I fel...t my cock stir again and this time it wasn’t going to give up. From the heat of her body and the way we were positioned I had to try and get up. Then Aunt May moved her legs and locked around my waist, what the hell was she doing. “Oh you’re not going anywhere lad.” I tried moving but she had very strong legs and her grip was like a huge pair of. 'pajamas all day' She caught herself in the mirror and smiled proudly at the reflection. She was really beginning to like her body. Her long auburn hair was slightly disheveled from sleep, but still mostly straight and shining. Her pale milky skin was blemished only by her light freckles that seemed to compliment her nicely. And finally, the boob fairy had visited her - her breasts were nearly handfuls. She cupped them for confirmation and felt her nipples stiffen a little from the attention.. Her — as it was a her and a beautiful her at that — eyes were closed and the perfectly sculpted lines of her face contained a strange mixture of cruelty and serenity. She was not alone. A similar head was emerging from the wall to Mike's left.Mike backed into the corner. A nameless panic clutched his heart. There was a terrible beauty in those faces, like something only a god could bestow.The walls swelled outwards as their chests emerged. Mike watched as twin globes topped with spiky black. "She left the porch quickly and literally skipped down the sidewalk. I sat down again and slumped in the chair, realizing that I was a foolish old man."Hello?"The soft voice startled me from my snooze on the front porch."Are you Mr. Thomas Berghoff?"She was a fresh looking blonde girl, perhaps as tall as I, and certainly not skinny, although she had small breasts. She stood on the walk at the foot of the porch stairs looking up at me with an expression of anticipation."Yes, yes," I stammered,.